Reborn Cultural Empire

"You can serve tea now, but please keep in mind that your every move represents the honor of Azalina Castle and the Duamel family at this moment, so please be careful." The butler in the tuxedo said in the spacious The chef of the castle confessed very seriously that it is not 700 years ago, the era when the nobles were prosperous, and the servants in the family started to serve the master of the castle since they were young, because considering that the whole family did not People live here permanently, but because they only use the Elsaline Castle as a palace, so the servants of the entire castle add up, and only those servants in the manor signed a contract with the Duamel family. For those who have signed a long-term labor contract, as for the manpower to serve, they are often temporarily dispatched by the labor service company before the banquet in the ancient castle.

Therefore, in the face of this five-year literary event, the man who is the lifelong housekeeper of the Duamel family has to do this kind of thing himself, quietly thinking about the behavior of each service staff.

In front of the butler, the temporary servants stood neatly in two rows, like soldiers waiting for a general to inspect their troops, all of them had serious faces. There may be a slight mistake in the prepared banquet.Moreover, they themselves are contract employees of the best labor service company in Paris, and the corresponding training they have received is sufficient to meet their requirements even from the perspective of a certain country's royal family.

"I think ladies and gentlemen, I don't need to remind you again, then, please show yourself well." The butler finished his sentence.I was about to wave these temporary waiters into the hall, but after just turning around.He turned around again, pointed at one of the waitresses in the row and frowned, "I'm sorry. I think this lady, have you not noticed the problem with your skirt? It's on your right side. "

On this occasion, even if the shortcomings were pointed out by the middle, the other waiters did not turn around to look around curiously, but kept their previous postures motionless. He quickly lowered his head and quickly organized his attire.

Next to the butler, there was a person of almost the same status.The woman who has served the Duamel family all her life is different from the foreign service status of the man beside her. This middle-aged woman with tall cheekbones and light gray pupils is only responsible for internal affairs, such as managing the labor on the manor. To some extent, she is more like a servant girl who follows the hostess of a wealthy mansion in a Chinese feudal society.Second housekeeper.

And as far as her nature is concerned, one or two points can also be glimpsed from her appearance. The so-called face is born from the heart, generally speaking, people with this kind of face.Most of them are relatively harsh or even mean, and they always have a professional indifference to the servants with lower status under her jurisdiction.When she first took over this batch of dispatch waiters, she had some unpleasantness with two of the girls.The final result was that the two young girls couldn't stand her making things difficult and harsh.Finally chose to leave together.

And since this turmoil, the group of waiters and the housekeeper have also disliked each other, but for the sake of salary and the training they received in the company, they have to accept It's just this woman's arrangement.

Not everyone in foreign countries can live a carefree life in fresh clothes and angry horses. There are also many people at the bottom of society. , In the next three to five days, do you need to save a little bit so that you won't miss the day when you get paid next month.As long as human beings are in the current social form, this class division will never disappear, and this type of people will always exist.However, in today's not-so-good economic environment, being able to enter such a labor service company that specializes in providing services to people in the upper class is already a job that many people are quite envious of. Compared with new Asian and African immigrants working in small restaurants or coffee shops, their situation is enough to call it paradise.

So when she received the employer's accusation—even though she knew that the domineering woman in front of her was not her real employer, the waitress quickly arranged her clothes nervously, and then carefully looked at her with cautious self-protective eyes. He looked up at the housekeeper, hoping that she would not care too much about himself because the banquet was about to be held.

But unfortunately, her thoughts were doomed to disappointment, because after the butler frowned and was about to let the matter go, the woman with high cheekbones showed her mean nature well, pointing at the waitress He reprimanded unceremoniously: "I don't need to say, you should be very clear, miss! You should know what today's gathering means not only to the Duamel family, but also to the entire French literary world. There are no hateful paparazzi who are moved by the wind, but as long as any one of those distinguished guests is dissatisfied with your performance, they will say, 'Oh, the Salon of the Chateau Elsaline, which used to be comparable to the French royal family, has now been reduced to Even the servants are not well-educated'. If this happens, then I have to regret to tell you the company's upper management that Duamel's reputation has been despised because of you! Hey! I have said so much, don't you Don’t you understand a little bit? Even if you are accepting others’ corrections to you, you should still smile, if you keep a straight face like now, you will affect the atmosphere of this salon!”

The woman's reprimand was loud, and she didn't want to care about the waiter's face at all.Perhaps in front of the real owner of the castle, it is impossible for her to say "our Duamel", but now, she can show her authority here without any scruples.

The oppressors always choose their targets on people of the same type as themselves, and let them face higher-level power, but they dare not.

The housekeeper's sharp reprimand echoed in his ears, and the black-haired waitress even understood her current situation.He still had to restrain the shame and indignation in his heart, and he didn't even dare to clench his fists.Maybe after returning to my own home.She can use the phone or email when facing those acquaintances and friends in China.Tell the details of French life in an indifferent tone, and cover up all the bitterness and suffering.But after leaving home, her calmness and concealment were all useless, and she could only wait for the scrutiny of her employers like a criminal who had been stripped of all her shameful clothes.

Bear with me, not every employer is this mean and ruthless!

The girl secretly warned herself to serve in this kind of aristocratic castle.One day's remuneration can be enough to serve seven or eight business banquets of those big companies, so there is nothing unbearable for both oneself and life.

With the deep bitterness in her heart, the waitress put on a standardized smile, but even so, the housekeeper still relentlessly grabbed her after glaring at her several times: "Then I hope .In the following performances, you can do a little bit better instead of making mistakes again."

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"I mean, I don't know if you are interested. To apply for our Higher Normal School? If you have this plan, I can apply for the green light for you, of course. You know, this kind of exception is rare in our college. And It's not easy, but for a good guy who makes me feel tempted. I don't hesitate to use this privilege." Juyong Foucault looked at Yang Yi with a smile, and it seemed that at this moment, even the wrinkles at the corners of his brows He seemed hearty and happy: "Don't doubt my sincerity. If you are a young man in his early twenties and then won the Booker Prize, then I will send you an invitation letter for graduate students in the School of Humanities in the name of the school. If You're a 30 year old guy then I'll have the liberal arts school look at you a little bit to see if you qualify for a distinguished lecturer position and if you're a 40 year old guy then I'll just watch your work and then When I have the opportunity to meet you, I will talk to you about the current situation of our French contemporary literature... But what makes me happy is that you do not belong to any of the above situations, but a person who has just turned 17 years old, um, seems to be far away from you A teenager whose last birthday was less than three months ago, and who also won the Booker Prize. Of course, I don’t think the Booker Prize can explain everything. In fact, it’s your age and the talent you have at this age that makes I have to be tempted. How about it, do you need to think about it?"

Invite... Invite me to go to college abroad?

At this moment, Yang Yi had the urge to rush out the door covering his face. He really wanted to tell this respected old man that he had almost no merits other than writing—only for passing In terms of the threshold of university examinations.Oh, or English is still pretty good, but this is France, not Britain, so in fact, the fluent English he has now is of no help to the special move.

But he just made this invitation, not because of his own auditory hallucinations, nor is he wandering in a sweet dream.

Regarding whether to accept this invitation, Yang Yi, as a reborn person, was obviously at a loss.

"Hey, my old friend, I was still looking for you just now, so you are hiding here with the genius Yang." Just when Yang Yi was a little dazed, two well-dressed writers came by. , but it’s not a new face, but Nestor Pei Luoxiong and Henry Marlo, who have already met at the afternoon tea meeting yesterday afternoon, are two gentlemen who also have a good impression of Yang Yi: “Can you I would like to ask, what is it that can surprise our dear children so much? Did you decide to award this year's Goncourt Award to him in advance, old Juyong?"

Several people are old friends, so they don't care about this kind of joke. If outsiders hear this, they may question this year's Goncourt Award again.

Looking at the two people who were seated successively, Juyong Foucault shook his head and smiled: "Although in my personal opinion, the novel "Stone" has a great chance to win this year's Goncourt Prize, but in fact This is not what we are talking about. I am inviting Yang to study in our school after finishing his secondary education in his country. Whether it is the Humanities College or the Ulm Road College, I believe that it will be the best for him. choose."

"Oh, my God, I heard that right!"

Henry Marlowe's exclamation attracted the eyes of many writers who were talking enthusiastically to them. (To be continued..)